Well, let me just heave a giant sigh of relief here! One week ago today, Q. entered into the Big Girl world. By Day Two, she was daytime trained, and even stayed dry during her nap. Naptime dryness slipped for two days–Monday and Tuesday, I think–but we persevered without diapering to see what would happen (I had a two-week deadline in my head). After Tuesday, naptime dryness has been a habit.
Nighttime dryness has been another story.
I expected that, of course. I am not complaining. Q. has done fabulously. But, by Friday morning, I was beginning to wonder if she was going to master it anytime soon, and I was also pondering how much longer I was willing to let her wet the bed.
Q., however, has been working really hard. She is a little worker bee, and she put all her determination into staying dry. I got a little concerned, because this meant she wasn’t getting much sleep. She became obsessed with staying dry while sleeping, and I would see her getting up and down to her little toilet from 8pm when we put her down until 11pm when she finally fell, exhausted, to sleep, only to wake disappointed in the morning. She was wet again.
Last night, around 8:30, I told her that she simply had to go to sleep. I assured her that she didn’t have to worry, and that she was going to do a good job. During the day I had noticed she was able to hold it much, much longer than prior days, and we even made a trip to the park without an accident. I had hope for her.
She went to sleep as instructed.
She slept all night.
She slept in (because she was so tired from the week) to 7:30am.
And she was dry!
There was great celebration, and Daddy even let her have a tiny scoop of homemade ice cream as a before-breakfast reward.
I am so proud of her.
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